Always have a weird ending

Yan Bulai was stunned, he had no idea what was going on, this person had such a good character before he went out, and even flirted with him, but in less than 10 minutes, he came back after going to the bathroom, why did he look like What about a different person?

Fucking ruthless!

Yan Bulai tried to make amends by saying: "He Jin you..."

"Don't call me by my name!" He Jin cursed in disgust, while talking, he looked away, as if he didn't want to breathe in the same space as Yan Bulai at all.

Be reasonable, okay?You don't want to be with me space fuck I think?Don't talk about Yan not coming, and the most important thing is...

Who gave you the right to decide whether I will stay or not?

Yan Bulai thinks this is a very strange thing, he is not someone's property, at least there is something called human rights, why anyone can decide what he does, and he still looks like it is a matter of course.

There is something wrong with Nima!

Of course, Yan Bulai didn't know that in these so-called scumbags and cheap shou articles, cheap shou is like being sold to scumbags, just like a slave who was sold to a landlord in a slave society and his wealth and life are all in the hands of the landlord. .

What's worse is that those scumbags who want to be sold by scumbags can sell them and push them out to block the enemy, they don't think there is anything wrong with this kind of behavior, but they will secretly cry and wonder why you didn't choose scumbag I?Why don't you love me, scumbag?

What's wrong with it.

Qingyang Shimu complained silently in disdain, he glanced at the translucent selection box in front of him indifferently, and chose an option casually.

Yan Bulai really planned to scold He Jin what he thought in his heart, and he really wanted to see He Jin's reaction.

However, before he opened his mouth to speak, Qingyang Shimu moved first.

He grabbed He Jin's hand, frowned and reprimanded: "Ah Jin, what do you think?! How could you do this? Yanzi..."

"Swallow Swallow Swallow... Hehe, do you know you Swallow...!" He Jin seemed to be planning to say something, but he shut his mouth again when he saw Yin Ziyong who was smiling meaningfully beside him.

He Jin shook off Qingyang Shimu's hand, and shouted in a low voice: "Don't fuck me!"

After he cursed, he stared at Qingyang Shimu with a mocking tone, "Shu Xuehua, who do you think you are? My parents don't even dare to control me like that!"

Qingyang Shimu & Yan Bulai: "..."

The two looked at each other silently and without trace, and at the same time saw the look of powerlessness in each other's eyes.

How long has it been since they heard this sentence pattern?The last time I heard it was in elementary school.

Yan Bulai remained silent.

Qingyang Shimu coughed softly to conceal the helplessness in his heart, he and He Jin argued for a few more minutes, and this verbal fight finally ended with Qingyang Shimu slamming the door and leaving.

Yan Bulai, who was still gloating at the development of the scene, suddenly became dazed. He heard the slamming sound of the door closing, and watched Qingyang Shimu push the door open and go out without leaving even a piece of clothes give him.

Wait, what the hell is this situation?

Friends, don't you want to fight for my human rights?Why did you suddenly run out?

But Qingyang Shimu, who has disappeared, can't provide any help for Yan Bulai, which means that he can only be self-sufficient now.

But after a quarrel with Qingyang Shimu, He Jin, who was at the max point of anger, with red eyes, angrily threw Yan Bulai onto the table, and the wine bottles and cups on the table were scattered all over the floor.

Fortunately, this is just a game, so even if Yan Bulai turned his face to the table, he didn't feel any pain, and the worst thing is that he is now caught in the system plot, facing He Jin's oppression, Yan Bulai has no pain now. way to resist.

So fucking bully!Kneel for uprising!

Yan Bulai's inner atmosphere could not be conveyed to the two people present, even in the eyes of outsiders, his eyes were still glistening with tears like a bullied fawn.

Yin Ziyong patted his face gently, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, brother will take you home right away, haha."

Yan Bulai: ...How dare you tease your grandpa and me?Bullying your grandpa can't move?

He Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, he wanted to scold subconsciously, but Yin Ziyong's gentle glance at him made him forcefully suppress the awkwardness and discomfort in his heart.

He told himself that this person was a two-faced and three-faced bitch. He used it as a bet. If he won, he would lose nothing. If he lost, he could win him back... This is a game that can only be won but not lost.

He Jin also raised the corners of his mouth and smiled at Yin Ziyong.

Yin Ziyong raised his eyebrows, "Master, what card do you want to play this time?"

No matter what card He Jin wants to play, Yan Bulai knows that He Jin will lose without a doubt. It is purely because Yan Bulai discovered Yin Ziyong's little trick.

After Yin Ziyong changed a card, his eyes met Yan Bulai who was still lying on the table. Yan Bulai looked at him indifferently, showing no reaction.

Yin Ziyong blinked at him, don't say it, dear.

Yan Bulai silently looked away, he noticed that Yin Ziyong was changing cards in front of him, and he just wanted to test whether He Jin was really stupid and couldn't find it, and wanted to test his own ability.

Regardless of whether Yin Ziyong has a thousand tricks or not, but the cliff is much higher than He Jin, and the most important thing is that compared to He Jin who doesn't know what to eat and grows up with a sticky head, Yin Ziyong is abnormally calm angry.

Yin Ziyong lost three sets.

Yan Bulai saw He Jin's expressionless face from the corner of his eye.

Yan Bulai: ... Tsk tsk.

It didn't take long for him to sigh. It started with Yin Ziyong's sad complaint: "Isn't luck too bad?" The next few games ended with He Jin losing his underwear.

Yan Bulai sighed in his heart, he didn't need to look at He Jin's expression, he knew what he looked like now.

Because Shu Xuehua has always been around when playing cards and games, so any tricks, tricks, or masters will be solved by Shu Xuehua in advance. Of course, He Jin doesn't know about these things.

He never thought that his poker skills, which he thought to be the best, would make him lose so badly.

"What's the matter, young master?" Yin Ziyong shuffled the cards in a meaningless fancy way, "Do you want another round?"

He Jin stared at him, gritted his teeth, muttered for a while, and suddenly shouted angrily: "Are you cheating?"

"Why?" Yin Ziyong threw the cards on the table, as if you must apologize to me for insulting my personality, "Am I the kind of person who would do such a thing?"

He Jin: "Like!"

Yin Ziyong: ...

Yan Bulai: ...

This kid is too sincere, but this accusation is useless.

Yin Ziyong sighed, and said: "Are you planning to deny it? Well, if you really think so, we can let go of our previous bet."

His tone was helpless and conniving, as if facing...

His family made mistakes, and the silly son who refused to admit his mistakes and broke the contract spoke.

Yan Bulai murmured to himself: This move is too ruthless.

Sure enough, He Jin exploded.

He slapped the table again, "Do you think I'm the same as you? You play tricks, do you think I'll break the contract?"

The logic is wrong, buddy!This is not an occasion to be handsome, what the hell is my human rights!

Of course, no one in the venue cared about the human rights of this little guy named Yan Bulai. He was just like a commodity, and he was changed hands casually.

Yin Ziyong clapped his hands, and the subordinates behind him walked forward and carried Yan Bulai wisely. When he was actually held on his shoulders, Yan Bulai felt that his physical condition was a bit strange. Even if it was a system plot, he would It is impossible to have such a feeling about his body, and no matter what the system will give his body a reason to become like this, it cannot be a simple system plot.

Yan is not stupid, he quickly thought of the wine that Yin Ziyong gave him before.

Have you started calculating since that early?

So he had expected that He Jin would agree?Yan Bulai thought about Yin Ziyong's expression when he heard He Jin say no appointment, and Yan Bulai was really sure that He Jin really didn't make an appointment at first, so what happened when He went into the bathroom ?

The information that Yan Bulai has now is far less than that of Qingyang Shimu, not to mention that Qingyang Shimu's role in this story is He Jin's military adviser. Maybe he didn't understand, and with He Jin's character, Yan Bulai would not be really angry with him. As a result, the person who played the role of military adviser had a quarrel with He Jin, and ran out after a conflict?

Yan Bulai thought for a while, the reason why he drank Yin Ziyong's wine so unsuspectingly, except that it was just a game, even if it was highly poisonous, it would have no effect on his real life. Qingyang Shimu, the owner of this bar, drank it unsuspectingly.

Tsk, thinking about it this way, the situation is even worse. Seemingly an enemy but not a friend is the most annoying thing.

Yan Bulai's brain was running fast, and he began to think about the plot again. When should he start thinking?

From the escape room he played in that hospital, every step... every step...

Yan Bulai felt a pain in his body. After he was picked up, he was thrown into a car.

Yin Ziyong stood in front of the car and didn't follow him in. He patted He Jin on the shoulder with a smile, "Then... I'll take this person away first."

"That..." He Jin took a step forward involuntarily.

"What?" Yin Ziyong had already opened the door of the passenger seat, and after hearing He Jin's words, he turned his head back to him with a smile.

He Jin looked at the dark rear window, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Yin Ziyong let out an "oh", and said with an exaggerated expression: "You want to ask... where is it?"

"Didn't I tell you?" Yin Ziyong sat in the passenger seat and tilted his head outward, "He's in the inner room of the room just now."

He Jin pursed his lips, remained silent for a while, and then nodded indifferently, "I wish you a good time."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left without any hesitation.

Yin Ziyong looked at He Jin's leaving back, and the corners of his lips curled up indifferently.

"Drive." He closed the door and told the driver coldly.

He Jin originally thought that he could easily see that person lying on the floor in the inner room, just like Sleeping Beauty waiting for him to save.

But he didn't expect to see only leftovers on the ground.

He looked at Shu Xuehua leaning against the door.

He Jin frowned, "What about him?"

Shu Xuehua replied to him: "After he woke up, he asked me a question and left."

"Gone? Why did he just leave?" He Jin shouted.

Qingyang Shimu didn't answer him, squinted his eyes, and asked an irrelevant question, "What's his name?"

"What?! You don't even remember him? You've been thinking about your little swallow all day long, right?"

Qingyang Shimu smiled when he heard He Jin's name.

Most novices will make a problem, that is, when entering the copy, they will forget to check the anonymous and use their real names.